The Brat And The Great Dane: Extreme Taboo Bestiality Erotica E-Book

Richard Dempsey

• Herausgeber: Vintage Pulp Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even give a proper description.

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With the baby fed and taken for a long walk, Nancy picked her up out of the stroller and carried her into the house. "Good, baby," She said. "Now for a nice nap." She was anxious to experiment with the hulking Great Dane. Her heart was beating wildly as she carried the baby through the kitchen.

Thor was on the kitchen floor. He looked up, his skinny tail swishing across the tile. He whimpered, his big black eyes following the sexy blonde teenager until she left the kitchen. He stood on long powerful legs and followed.

Leseprobe

The Brat And The Great Dane

Richard Dempsey

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER ONE

"By the time school starts . . ." she whispered, skimming her hands down over her lush teenaged body, "the boys will be surprised."

She giggled, remembering how she had looked three months ago when school had closed for the summer. Now her tits were swelling, her hips curving out, and her legs taking on a sexy shape.

"Ohhhhh, God," she sighed. "I'm getting hot again." That was another change that had happened during the summer months. Sex.

Nancy couldn't think of anything else. She ran out of the bedroom and bounded down the stairs, her blonde pigtails swinging, her blue eyes glowing.

"Hey, Nancy," her mother called. "Where are you going in such rush?"

"Gee, Mom. Don't you remember? I'm babysitting today." A smile filled her beautiful face, a blush of pink on her cheeks.

Liz Conover smiled at her daughter. "I remember now," she said. "Theresa Rand's baby. Right?" She looked at her daughter, realized she was no longer a child, but a budding young woman, shapely and sexy. Before long, she thought, boys of all sizes and shapes would be banging on the door to take her out.